I have a thing for heavy-duty pickup trucks, and late nineties Fords make my toes tingle. My love affair with the Ford F-series trucks began when I was probably around 15 and visiting my Uncle Max and Aunt Penny in Lakeview. I have a distinct memory of riding down Hwy 140 from Cottonwood Lake in the roomy back seat of their new diesel F-350 Crew Cab, listening to the local country station and watching the sagebrush desert fly by. In that moment, I wanted it. I wanted a farm/ranch, a four wheel drive truck, and wide open country spaces.
Just ask Keith – I’ve been looking at Ford F-series pickups online and rubbernecking as we drive by car dealerships the whole time we’ve been together. And now, I own a farm. Thus, I need a pickup, right!? Well, the stars recently aligned and I found myself the exceedingly proud owner of a 1997 Ford F-250. I realize it’s a little old, it’s not the most fuel-efficient vehicle ever made, and you’re probably thinking this vehicle is not worth all the love I’m pouring into it. But this truck represents a dream come true for that 15 year old girl inside of me and I’m just going to allow myself to get just a little sentimental over it.
C’mon, admit it, ain’t she a beauty?